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i love how if i express how something makes me feel it becomes a cynical stab. it really helps the healing process.

it's not even some issue stemming from being "sick" - it's and issue of caring for someone. i don't feel cared for. watching someone fall into familiar patterns that you were once part of...

why can't something be right? i become the enemy instead of being asked why, perhaps realizing there's a problem instead of contributing to it.

i bend over backwards only to be kicked in the face.




why do i keep coming back for more?

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i am

so

fucking

SICK

of being walked all over.

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like being surrounded by two year olds.

was the world always like this?